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We weren't born with a name, we were given a name. A hedgehog doesn't have a name. It's just a nameless thing with a handful of flesh and skin and a beating heart. A hedgehog doesn't even know it doesn't have a name.
 
 
   
 
Friday, July 23, 2004
 
is there more to life than e endless daily routine of work work study study chores chores?
what exactly are we living for?
why do we do e things we do?
why do we crave for social acceptance?
does one form of comfort have to equate to another form of comfort?
can being comfortable mean u're not fully urself, but still comfortable?
what does it mean to be comfortable?
what does it mean to be graceful?
what does it mean to be human?
why are we put through such ardous tasks each day only to overcome or succumb, then go through the same trials day after day, only in different forms?

i don't know why you couldn't just stay with me
you couldn't stand to be near me
when my face don't seem to wanna shine cuz it's a little bit dirty
well don't just stand there
say nice things to me
cuz i've been cheated i've been wronged
you don't know me
well i can't change, i won't do anything at all
- 'Push' Matchboxtwenty

why do we seek out perfection? why couldn't we be content with what we're given? why don't we understand that we ourselves are far from perfection, and what gives us a right to seek someone who is perfect?
'perfect' doesn't exist, when will i realise that?
i fear for myself

she said i don't know if i've ever been good enough
i'm a little bit rusty and i think my head is caving in
and i don't if i've ever been really loved by a hand that's touched me
i feel like something's gonna give and i'm a little bit angry
- 'Push', Matchboxtwenty

 

 
   
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